Abandon

From Abandon The thing that stood out to me that day about that particular crypt--besides its age-- was that its door had been secured by a number of chains. The gate, though ornate, was rusty, and even bent in places. But the chains were all brand new. So were the locks securing then. Someone seemed very concerned about break--ins. Break-ins. To an old crypt. It wasn't until much later--until it was too late, actually--that I learned it wasn't someone breaking in that had people concerned. They were worried about someone breaking out. Excerpted from Abandon by Meg Cabot All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.